What I do instead of cleaning

I don't know about you, but I hate cleaning my house. Sometimes I say I don't notice mess as much as other people (e.g. my husband) but I think I've just gotten used to the mess because the thought of cleaning - or, worse, organizing - drives me crazy.

It's also a little crazy-making to have a mess, though. I feel guilty sitting around while the papers, books, and laundry (among other things) pile up. So, to soothe my guilt and the gnawing feeling that at my core I'm a terribly lazy person, what do I do? 

I work, of course. What could be more convincing evidence against laziness but hard work itself? Since I'm a teacher I don't get paid by the hour or based on my productivity or anything, but I do love my job, not only as an escape from other responsibilities but also as a creative outlet, a public service, and a way to keep my ardent love of languages constantly kindled.

I've tried blogging before and, honestly, it wasn't that successful. Because if you can write on a regular basis, you probably can also do your dishes on a regular basis. And I struggle with that. On the other hand, I thought it might be fun to catalogue what it is I'm doing with my time while I'm not cleaning. Hence, the messy part of my title.

I teach German and Spanish, but at my core I identify as a Latin teacher. In Latin, the word for (female) teacher is magistra. So here you have the beginning of a chronicle of what I do instead of cleaning up after myself: The musings of a Messy Magistra.